Time Travel Begins with Dragon Ball

"Mr. Roland Chappelle..." Speaking of this name, the girl became nervous again: "In a certain class last year, he gave a class of 50 students! The lecturer with the most severe grades at Togetsu Academy... Everyone called him "The Chef Who Can't Laugh."

"Is that why you're nervous?"

"Yeah...yeah! If I'm getting an e, I'll be expelled."

"Don't be nervous." Sun Wukong reached out and patted her on the shoulder again: "You are nervous because you care too much. Always keep a normal mind and play normally."

Tian Suohui looked tangled: "I...I think so...but..."

"Okay, let's start grouping now..." Roland Chappelle took the class roster and began to roll the call...

"...Souma Yukihira and Yota Shigemura teamed up..."

"Sun Wukong, Tian Suohui group..."

"Ah~?!!" Hearing the names of the group with him, Tian Suohui instantly held his head with both hands, and began to shake again: "Why... why? I clearly decided to go on in a low-key manner... ...Why do you have to be with such a dangerous person? Is your luck too bad?!"

Sun Wukong looked at Tian Suohui and seemed very happy: "So your name is Tian Suohui. The two are really destined to be assigned to a group."

"Calm down... I must calm down..." Tian Suohui closed his eyes and cheered himself up in secret: "This person can be recognized by Miss Erina, and his cooking skills should be good, right?"

Roland Chapelle put down the roster in his hand, expressionless: "The above are the members of this team, today's menu is Burgundy red wine stew, which can be called a classic French dish, I will make the recipe. Write it on the whiteboard, the time limit is two hours, and the finished group will submit it for grading, then...start the timer...start cooking!"

Sun Wukong looked at Tian Suohui's nervous face and shook his head: "Looking at your nervous face, you can't play [-]% of your cooking skills. Forget it, for the sake of your cuteness, I will help myself. You can do it once, and after you pass the customs, remember to thank me."

Sun Wukong said, picked up the kitchen knife, and started his acrobatic performance of chopping vegetables...

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The rhythmic knocking on the board immediately attracted the attention of most people, and then they were all stunned by Sun Wukong's showy flying swordsmanship: "No...isn't it?!"

"Okay... what a great knife craftsman! How about making... a movie?"

The hand lifted the knife and fell, and it flew up and down. Everyone only saw the shadow of the knife, and the pieces were flying. It was a visual feast to enjoy.

The cut ingredients are of the same size, not even a tiny bit different, which is incredible.

The kind of picture that can only be seen in movies is clearly presented in front of everyone.

"This is also... so handsome!"

Some female students have put on the adoring expressions of little fans.

Chapter Twelve Black Belly

Roland Chapelle was also shocked by Sun Wukong's knife skills: "It's really incredible, it seems that this time there is an incredible transfer student from Yuanyue Academy! I just don't know how good the cooking is..."

"Okay... that's amazing!" Tian Suohui was already stunned: "So... so... today is my lucky day?"

"Hey, don't be in a daze, cook the beef quickly." Sun Wukong tilted his head and said to Tiansuohui, even if his eyes were not fixed on the knife board, the material under the kitchen knife was smashed by the pieces he cut, and it was neat and tidy. Waiting for the superb sword skills, only the onlookers can look up.

"Ah~ oh~ Okay!" Tian Suohui came back to his senses and started to get busy.

"It's amazing! No wonder Miss Erina looks down on him. I'm afraid no one in the world can match this sword skill, right?"

"It's really handsome, I've decided that I will also practice swordsmanship in the future."

So, after seeing the inhuman sword skill of Sun Wukong, a frenzy of practicing sword skill began to prevail in Togetsu Academy in the future.

"Cut~ it's flashy, so I can only pretend to use it. If you have the energy and time, you might as well learn how to cook."

Of course, some people worship it, and naturally some people despise it and disapprove it, and the more prosperous is jealousy.

After Tian Suohui put the beef in the pot, she kept her eyes fixed and never left: "Take out the beef in forty minutes... take out the beef in thirty-nine minutes. ...remove the beef after thirty-eight minutes..."

Sun Wukong looked at Tian Suohui's constipation-like complexion, which became more and more ugly. He was speechless: "What the hell are you doing? Just set the alarm clock regularly. Is it necessary to stare blindly and nervously?"

"Ah~ I'm sorry!" Tian Suohui blushed and apologized in a hurry.

"Okay, go and get a dish for you."

"Okay..." Tian Suohui turned around obediently and went to get the utensils. He just took two steps, but he saw two students pouring a large bag of salt into the beef of Yukihira Soma's group, and turned around in a hurry. , is pulling the corner of Sun Wukong's clothes again: "That... Wukong...they..."

"Just do your own thing, what do you care about others?" Sun Wukong reached out and tapped Shimoda Suohui's head: "That's just the price he paid for his arrogance, so you can eat things, but you can't talk nonsense. ."

"Oh~" Having seen the brutality of Sun Wukong slamming people into the wall, Tian Suohui did not dare to violate Sun Wukong's words in the slightest, and obediently went to get the utensils.

The two students who were doing small movements were obviously shocked when they heard the conversation between Sun Wukong and the two of them, and they hurriedly retracted their outstretched hands.

Sun Wukong saw it, shook his head, and said to himself: "Pouring salt or something is really too childish, soy sauce, pepper, mustard, etc..."

The two people who were originally scared to stop their hands, when they heard Sun Wukong's words, their eyes suddenly lit up, and at the same time they gave Sun Wukong a thumbs up, and then with the speed of their single hands for more than ten years, in a moment, soy sauce, salt Ah, pepper, mustard, whatever...

When Xingping Chuangzhen's companion came back with the plate, he opened the lid of the pot and saw that it was as black as ink, and suddenly felt that the whole person was not well: "This... What's going on? Xingping Chuangzhen? !"

"What?" Koping Soma was looking down at the side to study the method of stewing beef in Burgundy red wine. He was frightened by the screams of his companion and walked over in a hurry. Looking at the beef in the pot, his face instantly darkened: "This is ...who did this?"

Glancing at each other, looking at the gloating expressions on most people's faces, Xingping Chuangzhen frowned deeply, he knew that he had been targeted.

Chongmura Yangtai naturally knew what was going on, and looked at Xingping Chuang with a really angry face: "tmd, it's all your fault that you idiot set up too many enemies, causing Lao Tzu to suffer with you, fuck! What to do! What to do! The rest of the time is not enough to make one, so I definitely have to get e!"

Yukihira Souma frowned with an ugly face in thought, but looking at the dark dishes in front of him, even if he racked his brains, he couldn't come up with a solution.

In the original book, if you just pour a pack of salt, there is still a solution, but now, because of the black-bellied guy Sun Wukong, he has completely done things, and it is completely useless.

Xingping Chuangzhen tilted his head to look at the lecturer. Seeing the indifferent attitude of the other party, he became mad: "What kind of school is this! Does the teacher not stop the students when they see that they are making trouble?"

Sun Wukong took the ready-made dishes, and when he passed by Kohei Chuangzhen, he tapped him on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "Young man, you have to bear the sins you have done even if you cry."